Also I play Candy Crush. Sometimes.
So I met up with my parents to visit my grandmother and walked in juuuuuuuust as my dad was running completely out of patience showing her how to work her new computer. Which is how I got an angry finger pointed at me and a "YOU help her sign up to Facebook." She doesn't want to post, just to see other people's pictures, so I showed her how to friend people, and without even thinking (because I barely use my Facebook, and if I post anything, it's just dumb pictures of my dog), I helped her send requests to pretty much everyone on her side of the family.
Cue the angry text messages. My dad has four brothers, and immediately word started flying about "Who the HELL made her a Facebook account?" Because my uncles -- one in particular -- have been known to post some pretty inappropriate stuff. Not of themselves, thank God, but humorous items of an adult nature. Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable sometimes. The hilarious thing is that (so far, at least) it's not the grandkids who are complaining, because we've all had to deal with being Facebook friends with our parents for a while. Now the adults get to deal with it!
Odds are good she'll forget how to use it within a week, but still. I'm taking a little too much pleasure out of this. Neener neener.
Additionally, my grandmother has a wall with 5x7" pictures of all the grandkids at their high school graduations... except me. We didn't have a digital camera way back then (I think I got my first one at Christmas in 2002) and I haven't been able to find the negatives at my parents' place, if in fact they're still around. I told my mom I could probably dig up a picture from college graduation, and she said, "Well, we still have your sister's high school cap and gown, and you look exactly the same as you did then..."
So, yeah. Maybe I should go into law enforcement. They need people to go undercover in high schools, right? That's what the movies taught me. :oP
Cue the angry text messages. My dad has four brothers, and immediately word started flying about "Who the HELL made her a Facebook account?" Because my uncles -- one in particular -- have been known to post some pretty inappropriate stuff. Not of themselves, thank God, but humorous items of an adult nature. Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable sometimes. The hilarious thing is that (so far, at least) it's not the grandkids who are complaining, because we've all had to deal with being Facebook friends with our parents for a while. Now the adults get to deal with it!
Odds are good she'll forget how to use it within a week, but still. I'm taking a little too much pleasure out of this. Neener neener.
Additionally, my grandmother has a wall with 5x7" pictures of all the grandkids at their high school graduations... except me. We didn't have a digital camera way back then (I think I got my first one at Christmas in 2002) and I haven't been able to find the negatives at my parents' place, if in fact they're still around. I told my mom I could probably dig up a picture from college graduation, and she said, "Well, we still have your sister's high school cap and gown, and you look exactly the same as you did then..."
So, yeah. Maybe I should go into law enforcement. They need people to go undercover in high schools, right? That's what the movies taught me. :oP